I'm not well. And I blame the man.
I had a lovely lunch out last Sunday, nice people, lovely place, saw some whales frolicking off the shore...Well 1 whale that I could tell was a whale but the other thing that was waaayyy out was also a whale or so I was told. I have no reason to not believe these people who see whales most days at this time of the year. Pretty cool if you ask me.
Anyway I get home and Hubby pulls in behind me, 2 days early but that's OK. "Ceptin' he's coughing and spluttering and has been all week poor sod but I have been fighting off the kid I look afters cold for the last 3 weeks and wasn't strong enough for this bugger. So I'm not well. Still have to do stuff though and no-one cares but hey, you get that.
Started on the honey and vinegar and hot lemon drinks right away so I'm actually not too bad, I just like to whinge. I have more aches and pains that usual so that's a pain (haha) but I'm a big girl and will soldier on. Thanks for the concern though.
Now out to do another snail patrol. I thought I had these things more or less under control but there are heaps of small ones out there so need to get on top of them again.
It's all neverending isn't it but it keeps me off the streets and out of trouble so it's all good.